In the time they had spent together, the duo seemed to form quite a bond. Enough so that Lilith felt as if there wasn’t anything she would need to hide from Rhea, her perfect foil, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Whether she knew it or not, her initial infatuation with Rhea had grown to the point where she was becoming much more concerned about her than she thought possible—a sprout of love. As Lilith tried to circle Rhea, she would spin to keep Lilith on her back with a playful giggle. In response, she would return a giggle and lunge around her, only to still be at her back before she would finally stop her circle and wait patiently for her to get fully dressed.

As Rhea would remove her shirt, exposing her back to Lilith, she would have to fight the urge to simply reach out and hold onto Rhea’s hips, pulling her in close. There would be plenty of time for them to fully enjoy themselves later; for now, she had to keep focus, but even knowing that she found her eyes wandering. During her lost gaze, Rhea would respond to something she had just said, and she was right; she wouldn’t be the only one modeling a new costume, but for now she was far too enthralled with Rhea’s performance to look away, if even for a second.

"Of course, I was going to show you; I just wanted to see you in yours first."

She’d smile and respond, and Rhea would wink as she finished putting on the top and zipping up the suit, leaving the hood down. Rhea would confirm Lilith’s suspicions; the suit did fit close, but it did fit. She did her best to inspect her back without letting her eyes linger for too long before Rhea would turn around to face her. Lilith would take a mental note of all the points of interest, which Rhea explained could be tailored to help it fit a bit more comfortably. Rhea would finally turn to face her, and she would do the same and inspect the overall fit of the suit.

As Rhea would run her hands along the material of the suit, Lilith found herself getting tempted to allow her hands to trace the same routes, but once again, there would be time for that later. Although the suit fit a bit closer in some areas, it looked amazing on Rhea. She was correct on the cleaning; for much larger messes on the suit, Lilith would often take it back to its original creator in order to have it properly cleaned and fixed.

"I’ll be with you every step of the way. We can even hold hands if you want."

Lilith would respond almost jokingly, though she wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. She would watch on for just a bit longer as Rhea demonstrated her flexibility before she would quickly scurry off to her room, pulling an almost identical case from her close before heading back to leaving and setting it on the couch. Opening the case, her Villainess costume would be on display, with a smaller, empty section on the lid above that had enough space to house a mask.

"I have another piece being specially made. So, I don’t have it all yet, but-"

Lilith would lift the suit from the case, allowing it to fold out a bit before setting it off to the side. Turning her back to Rhea, intending on returning the tease she had received before. Bending over just a bit, Lilith would remove her shorts before wiggling her hips as she pulled the suit up to her hips, giving it a firm tug upwards to make sure it fit closely as intended. She would take off her top, tossing it over the couch before pulling on the suit top, not zipping it up. She turned back to face Rhea with a giggle as she gestured towards the zipper.

"Want to do the honors?"

Although she hadn’t made it apparent, Rhea was weary of Lilith’s suddenly domesticated approach. It was true she had been cleaning, but her greeting was to also serve as a way to hopefully help grease the wheels of their upcoming talk; after all, Rhea had only agreed to hear the proposal and hadn’t fully been sold on joining her for her antics. With Rhea’s response, she would receive a sheepish grin in return, as Lilith would open the case and turn it towards Rhea to allow her to see the neatly folded custom.

“You’re right. I think this would go very well with those masks. And of course it’s cute; look for yourself.”

She would respond as she gestured for her to fully inspect the costume. It had been cleaned professionally since its last wear, which was necessary as it was covered in some unfortunate do-gooders blood. They also managed to touch up a few areas, making the costume look brand new.

“I figured if you were really going to join me for a night of mischief, you should have more than just a mask to help keep you anonymous.”

Lilith would lean in intently, intently awaiting what she had told to get the store clerk so riled up—a simple half truth but still effective. Almost in perfect timing, the crowd would become frenzied as the duo watched them pull the clerk along as they all began to flood out of the store, their sense of control going out the window as they were overcome with the sudden rush of fear and anxiety. The store would be filled with panicked screams as they all ran for the door to escape, leaving only the duo to remain in the store. As Rhea would make her comment and smirk, she couldn’t help but smile a bit—a genuine smile—as she responded, the first half in a playful voice.

"Didn't you want to leave me all alone? Maybe a bit too well for her liking."

She would end her response with a bit of a giggle as the clerk would try her best to fight free from the crazed story shoppers that pulled her in tow. With just the two stores, the duo did put together quite the haul, and with the store now emptied, it left an even better opportunity for them to continue their greed unhindered. It would seem that Rhea would also notice this as an option; the duo could fill their bags here or continue on. This store had much more than she had initially anticipated it would, and she would also be interested to see Rhea try on what she had picked out for her. Her answer was just on the tip of her tongue when she would feel the sudden tracing of circles on her back by Rhea, whose arms were around her; the sensation was enough to send a light shiver up her spine. With just a few words, Lilith found her intentions shifting from gathering a few more things to whatever depravadamente Rhea had cooked up in her head. Looking at her bag before returning to Rhea, she would respond in a bit of haste; it was clear her words had a certain effect on Lilith.

"I’m fine with stopping here and finding someone to play with if that’s what you want. Or we can wait here and wait for a friend to come to us."

As she spoke, Lilith’s hands found their way to Rhea’s hips.

With their flirtatious exchange of words, the duo would separate again, with Rhea making her way to the counter and leaving Lilith to her own devices. Seeing the group piled up near the window, attempting to see the commotion without leaving the store, she saw the perfect opportunity. She would slowly make her way close to the group, continuing to pick out things for Rhea as she held them in her hands. Once she had reached the perfect distance, she would pretend to accidentally drop something, crouching down to pick it up and just barely obscuring herself from the views of any onlookers or cameras.

Taking a deep breath in, she would begin to exhale a light lavender mist, streaming it towards the huddled group as they attempted to see what was happening outside. With their panicked yet curious breathing patterns, it wouldn’t take much time for her pheromones to take effect. Once she felt that she had applied enough of her pheromones, Lilith would stop her stream and stand back up, watching as they continued to peek from the windows. All they would need now is a little push for the chaos to begin.

Shoppers from the neighboring store would finally begin to run by the windows, screams of terror echoing as they would occasionally look behind themselves to see if the danger was still coming. This would be the little push that was needed, as panic would begin. People dropped their things as they could begin to stammer, "What’s going on?!" Shouts of fear One of the items dropped was a store bag, which Lilith would happily take, stepping in near the window and using her leg to slide it away from its owner as they pressed their faces against the glass.

Moving the bag close enough to her, she would crouch down again to drop all of the pilfered clothing she had picked out into the store bag before picking it up. With a simple cover, she would transfer the clothes to her other bag once they had made it out of the store. Hearing Rhea’s voice rise, Lilith would turn her attention back in her direction, awaiting the next step.

Lilith now stood still, looking up as the shopper held the table firmly above his head. In terms of strength, it was quite the feat, something that she knew she wouldn’t ever be likely to do without an assistant, but with a quirk like hers, she could always find someone else to do it for her. Her eyes would make their way to Rhea as the store clerk would finally take notice, rushing over in an attempt to get him to put the display down. With the clerk stepping in in the attempt to get the shopper to put the table down, Lilith’s smile would widen; given she had challenged his strength and he was told to stop his display of it, things would only further escalate. Just as expected, the hulking shopper would look down at the clerk, infuriated that he would ask him to stop his showing of strength, and instead of placing the table down, he would throw it at a neighboring wall, breaking not only the display table but also destroying the things that had been hanging on the wall.

Lilith’s smile would only widen as she would once again look for Rhea, who had positioned herself next to the other marked shopper. The mark on the shopper's arm would begin to glow just as Rhea would speak. With the commotion already happening and Rhea’s input, a quickened panic would take over the shoppers faces as they would echo her words. "It’s a villain! Everyone, run!" They would as they began to push their way to the exit.

This would be enough for the other shoppers to also enter a panic, with the majority of shoppers exiting the store in a panicked rush as the few others attempted to distract the hulking, table-throwing shopper. In the shuffle of people, Lilith would quickly make her way to Rhea, grabbing a hold of her hand as a satisfied grin was plastered across her face as the duo would also exit the store. She had caused a bit of chaos here, but it was unusual for her to stop relishing in it a lot longer than she had. Perhaps she was worried about Rhea’s safety, or maybe it was the thought of spreading chaos to other places as well that helped center her lust. The likeliest answer was that it was simply a bit of both.

Lilith herself wasn't too keen on what exactly could be sold to the public in terms of hero-grade material, as she had lost her interest in heroes at a young age. She always thought of the heroes as dishonest, but she would have hoped that they had some form of integrity, a hope that was misplaced. It would show a bit more of a gullible side of her, but Rhea did her best not to ruin her perception of the world around her.

With a smile on her face, she would watch as Rhea would pick up a domino mask, covering her face with it for a moment before moving it away and smiling. A simple yet important item in their line of work. Rhea would gesture towards the bags after making an observational comment. It would be in their best interest to have free hands, as it would not only make Lilith's quirk much easier to use but also aid them when attempting to leave their crime scene behind. A small nod would be her response, slowly making their way over to the bags as they moved towards them.

Rhea had already begun to plan a bit further ahead than Lilith, which, in all honesty, wasn't much of a surprise to her. Lilith couldn't help herself, as her slightly warped smile would show at the idea of creating chaos, even if it was just a bit. It would have to do. As they moved, her free hand would grow a lavender color, her palms gently grazing against the hands of a larger store clerk and two random customers. As the color on her hands would dissipate, the marks left by the people she had chosen would not, and with a keen eye, they could easily be spotted if someone knew what to look for.

"I picked three. I can pick certain people, but it's usually more fun to blanket them."